| Here among our graves
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| Our beautiful bodies lie silent in the ground
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| We are left to decay relieved of our pride
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| The light is suffocating us from within
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| We are dead inside lost upon the earth
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| Never to be seen.
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| Entangled in woe
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| Our faces bear such pain
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| Never to be suffered again
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| You know nothing to be the same.,
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| Ripped of our dignity
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| We lie dead silent in the ground
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| Until the seeds of darkness
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| Grows high to give us relief
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| Wish I had a dagger sharp.
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| Empty to the core we are frozen in our path trapped in woe
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| We are the army of empty souls beyond healing
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| In the dark of the obsidian night we stay still & secret out of sight
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| Black wings that tremble the night and hearts never cease to burn
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| Never cease to bleed
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| No recovery, no life, no morphine
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| To kill this heart aching pain
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| Just look at us, we lie dead silent in the ground
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| Entangled in woe
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| Our faces bear such pain
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| Never to be suffered again
|
| You know nothing to be the same.,
|
| Here among our graves
|
| Our beautiful bodies lie silent in the ground
|
| We are left to decay relieved of our pride
|
| Wish I had a dagger sharp.
|
| Empty to the core we are frozen in our path trapped in woe
|
| We are the army of empty souls beyond healing
|
| In the dark of the obsidian night we stay still & secret out of sight
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| Black wings that tremble the night and hearts never cease to burn
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| Never cease to bleed… |